Melancholy

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I wonder listlessly at rapacious melancholy,
its beast-stalking litheness, peripheral,
ghosting my mind-altered diminishment

how in the revenant fury of buried bones
whose salient menace springs expansively
as darkness goes unhallowed by requiescat in pace
it thrives

I wonder clinging to my devourer.


WhimsyGizmo at dVerse asks us to write a quadrille (exactly 44-word-poem) using the word “go.” Click on Mr. Linky to read more poems.

35 thoughts on “Melancholy”

  1. Dora, this week I’m reading as an observer of it. Last week I was acutely mauled by it. Your word weaving does it’s darkness justice. I had to look up “requiescat in pace” and so true, it has no such dignity. Excellent wordsmithing!

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